Date: Wed, 1 Oct 2003 14:40:50 -0700 (PDT)
From: Thomas Gaige
Subject: My Step-Brother Jacob - Chapter 35
DISCLAIMER: The following story is FICTIONAL. It contains descriptions of
sexual activities between teenage boys. If you are not over 18 years of
age, or if you find this type of story offensive, or viewing this material
is illegal where you are, then please DO NOT READ IT! If you choose to
read it, then - I hope you enjoy it!
My Step-Brother Jacob
Chapter 35
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"MUM!" Jacob called loudly, "Can you come here a minute please?"
I smiled at Jacob as he looked down at me curiously. Elizabeth came in the
door then and joined us.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"John won't tell me why he wasn't in school today. He says you have to
tell me. Does this have to do with my father?" Jacob said.
Elizabeth smiled then, looked at me and said "Thank you." I smiled back at
her.
Jacob stared back and forth between the two of us and said, "Well, will
someone please tell me what's going on?"
Chuckling, Elizabeth said, "It's not really a deep, dark secret. You see,
John and I met with your father at the barrister's office today. We signed
some agreements. Basically, you'll be able to visit your father every so
often, so long as John joins you. In fact, John will be in charge of
arranging the meetings with your father from now on, so that I won't have
to speak with him any-"
Jacob couldn't hold back his enthusiasm any longer. "You're really going
to let me see Dad?" he asked incredulously.
"Yes," said Elizabeth, smiling, "but only as long as John is with you! Now
wait! There's one more thing I think you should be aware of."
Jacob looked at his mother expectantly.
Elizabeth drew in a breath and said, "Your father, John, and I have also
signed a document which says that if I die or become incapacitated in some
way, and cannot take care of you, John will become your legal guardian. He
will act as your parent. Not your father!"
A look of confusion clouded Jacob's face. He sat thinking a moment, not
saying anything. Then finally, he looked at his mother and said, "It's not
that I don't want it to be that way, because that is the way I would want
it if anything ever did happen to you, but why did you choose John over my
father?"
"Because John is a far superior parental figure compared with your father,"
Elizabeth said.
"Oh," Jacob said. Then he suddenly looked at me. I could see he was
upset. He said, "Oh John! I didn't mean to make it sound like I thought
you wouldn't be a good guardian. You ARE the one and only person I'd
choose if I couldn't have Mum!"
I chuckled and said, "Don't sweat it! I totally understood what you meant.
But thanks for saying so anyway!"
Jacob grinned then, and Elizabeth smiled as she looked at both of us.
"OK guys! I got a ton of calculus to finish, and if you don't let me get
to it, we won't have any supper tonight!" I said.
"We're leaving," Jacob said, quickly getting up, "c'mon Mum!"
Elizabeth laughed, but got up and followed Jacob out of the study, as I
returned to my homework.
* * *
Friday night Harry slept over at our house, even though Jacob and I were
scheduled to spend the next day with Duke. Harry's dad said he'd pick him
up Saturday morning, before we took off with Duke. Elizabeth had pulled a
double shift and was already at work when we got home from school Friday
night and wouldn't be home until 8:00 the next morning. It was a
relatively nice evening weather-wise, being that it was still very early in
March. I decided to grill steaks for dinner for the four of us. Andy and
I set the diningroom table and got everything ready for dinner. We were
getting ready to go out and grill the steaks, but decided to fix ourselves
a drink first, to enjoy while we grilled. We headed for the bar, but
stopped short just as we were about to walk into the livingroom.
Jacob and Harry were completely naked and Harry was buttfucking Jacob
doggie-style on a towel they'd spread on the carpet in front of the fire!
A tube of KY lay next to them. They were turned most of the way away from
us, so didn't know we'd walked in on them. I was about to retreat
backward, but Andy grabbed my arm, keeping me from leaving. We both stood
and watched as the boys fucked without abandon on the floor. It was
obvious they'd been at it a while, and were fast approaching their orgasms,
as they were both moaning and breathing heavily. Jacob's face was pressed
down on his forearm, which was flat on the floor. His eyes were closed.
He had his ass up in the air, pushed back toward Harry as much as possible.
He was moaning passionately, as he pushed his butt back and forth slightly.
Harry had his head thrown back, and his eyes closed. His nostrils were
flaring, and I saw the tiny bump of his adam's apple scoot up, then down
again as he swallowed, while he pounded my
little brother up the ass.
"Harder Harry!" Jacob rasped. Harry started slamming in and out of him
even harder.
"OOOHHhhhh!!!" Jacob moaned.
I felt Andy's hand squeeze my already hard dick through my jeans. I
reached over and squeezed his as well. Harry began to whimper suddenly, as
he began pounding in and out of Jacob even harder.
"Oh FUUucckkk!" Harry yelled suddenly, as he slammed into Jacob as far as
he could. He stopped momentarily as his body convulsed, and he obviously
had begun ejaculating his semen deep into Jacob's bowels. A second later,
he began pumping his hips back and forth again, only to stop again, as
again he spasmed and gasped.
"Uuuunnnhhhh!" Jacob groaned, as his body jerked, and I saw a large string
of cum fly out the tip of his dick, splattering onto the towel beneath him.
I thought I was going to cream my pants, as both boys continued shooting
their loads, groaning and gasping with each shot. After a half minute or
so, they both began to relax as their orgasms ended. Harry slowed down and
stopped fucking Jacob. He laid on top of Jacob, hugging him, then after a
moment, he sat back and his penis slid out of Jacob's ass. A minute later,
as Harry stood up, we had a clear view of Jacob's ass, as he was still on
his hands and knees, his forehead still resting on his forearm, and his ass
still up in the air. His asshole was still partially open, and kept
contracting and re-opening slightly every so often.
Andy squeezed my cock again, and I let out an audible gasp. Both boys'
heads whirled toward the doorway. I felt myself blush a little at being
caught spying on them while they were having sex.
Andy snickered and said "Nice 'floor show' guys!"
"HEY!" they both squawked.
"No fair spying!" Jacob protested, as he finally turned on his side and
laid down, absently wiping the last of his cum from the tip of his cock.
"I think they need to be punished!" Harry said, turning and coming over and
squeezing both our crotches.
"Good idea Harry!" Jacob said, joining him, and also squeezing our dicks.
"What should we do to them?" he asked, looking at Harry.
Harry squeezed my crotch and didn't release it. Instead he looked up at me
coyly and said, "Come with me!" Then he pulled me by my cock and balls
over to one of the wing-backed chairs, where he sat down and pulled me in
front of him.
Jacob followed suit, dragging Andy over to the other wing-backed chair.
Then copying what Harry was doing to me, he unbuckled Andy's belt,
unfastened his jeans, and pushed them along with his briefs, down to the
floor.
Once the boys had us standing naked from the waist down in front of them,
they each wrapped their hands around the base of our cocks and began
pumping up and down on them, as they began sucking us off. With their free
hands, they both began fondling our balls.
It was obvious Andy was enjoying his blow job as much as I was, because he
was moaning quite a bit. I was gasping at the pleasureful feelings Harry
was giving me as well. Harry sucked about half my dick into his mouth. It
was all he could take. He expertly pumped the base of my dick, as he
sucked on me. Looking over and seeing Jacob sucking Andy off made me even
hornier. I knew it wouldn't take long before I came. Andy sounded like he
wasn't going to take long either.
Harry started sucking up and down my dick a little faster, as he gently
kneaded my balls. I could feel my orgasm beginning to form.
"OH GOD!" Andy yelled, and I saw his hips begin to move back and forth, as
he attempted to fuck Jacob's mouth.
My own hips began to involuntarily push back and forth as Harry began
sucking even a bit faster.
"Aaawwwwww!!!" I heard Andy yell, as he threw his head back and his body
jerked. Jacob tried to swallow all of Andy's cum, but a little leaked out
the sides of his mouth, and ran down his chin.
Then, with a cry, I too began pumping my load into Harry's mouth.
Andy and I filled Jacob's and Harry's mouths with our cum several times
each over the next several seconds. When I was finished, my legs felt weak
and were shaking a bit!
"God Damn! We gotta spy on these boys more often if this is how they
'punish' us!" I said, once I'd stopped panting, and began pulling my jeans
back up.
Andy snickered and agreed as he zipped his fly. "Thanks guys! That was
great!" he said.
"Our pleasure!" they said smirking at us, as we finally went to the bar and
I made us a couple bourbon manhattans.
I told the boys we were going to go grill the steaks, and we'd be eating in
about 10 minutes. Then taking our drinks, Andy and I returned to the
kitchen, picked up the steaks and went out on the patio and fired up the
gas grill. As we grilled and enjoyed our drinks, we snickered about how
good the guys were getting at sex! When the steaks were done, we took them
inside and the four of us feasted together. Later we all watched a movie,
before, yawning, we all decided to go to bed.
* * *
Elizabeth woke us up when she got home from work in the morning, as we all
had to get an early start. Jacob and Harry amused themselves in Jacob's
room, while Andy and I shared a shower, amusing ourselves. Then Andy and I
went down to the kitchen, while the boys cleaned up in the shower. I made
French Toast for breakfast for everyone, which we all enjoyed. At 9:30,
Harry's dad picked him up. After he left, Jacob nervously paced around the
house, while Andy and I picked up the kitchen and loaded the dishwasher.
At 10:00 sharp, Duke's car pulled up in front of the house. Before Jacob
went to the door, Elizabeth gave him a hug and a kiss and told him to have
a good time, then she took a cup of tea and went up to her bedroom. The
doorbell rang. Nervously, Jacob opened the door to find an equally nervous
Duke smiling geekily at us. I snickered and told him to come in. He and
Jacob hugged each other, and I saw Duke break into a broad grin when he saw
Jacob was wearing the necklace he'd given him for his birthday.
Andy came out of the kitchen then with a cup of tea and was headed for the
livingroom.
Duke looked at me and whispered, "did you want to bring Andy with us?"
Andy heard Duke, and looked up and said "Oh Thank you, but I don't want to
intrude."
"You wouldn't be intruding. Please. Join us if you'd like. I'm sure John
would enjoy having you along." Duke said.
"Yeah, c'mon Andy!" Jacob said.
Andy looked at me. I shrugged and said "Might as well come along. You
didn't have any plans anyway, did you?"
"Erm, well, no, I didn't." Andy said uncomfortably.
"Well, it's settled then, you'll join us!" Duke said.
"Uh, well, OK I guess," Andy said, "Can I have just a minute to brush my
teeth though?"
We all snickered as Andy swallowed his whole cup of tea, ran the cup and
saucer out to the kitchen, then bounded past us and up the stairs. A
couple minutes later, he reappeared after having stopped by Elizabeth's
room to say he was coming with us.
We all put on our jackets, and I grabbed my camera, and a plant I'd bought
for Jacob to give Duke's mother, off the table in the hall, then we headed
out the door to Duke's car.
* * *
Duke took us first to the nursing home where his mother was now living.
She was overjoyed to see Jacob again. She hugged and kissed him, and spent
a good ten minutes crying over the "lovely" plant Jacob gave her.
Mentally, she was very alert, unfortunately she had several physical
problems, and was now wheel-chair bound. We wheeled her down to the
solarium at the end of the hall her room was on, and had a nice visit. I
took several pictures of the three of them. Duke insisted on taking some
with Andy and I in them too. Then we spent about an hour and a half
visiting. When they announced dinnertime, we said our good-byes and left,
promising to return again soon.
Duke said that since it was such a nice day, he'd like to take us to the
park along the Thames that he'd taken us to during our last visit, if it
was alright with us. He said that since it was almost lunchtime, we could
eat at the sidewalk vendors there. We all agreed this sounded good to us.
It was another beautiful day. Warm and sunny. We all ate Fish'n'chips
from one of the vendors. Duke and I argued over who was paying. In the
end, he paid for Jacob, and I paid for myself and Andy. Afterward, we sat
and watched the river traffic a while. I took some more pictures of us,
and Duke took some with my camera of all three of us together, and of just
me and Andy, and me and Jacob. We strolled around the park, then Duke
asked if we wanted to play a little 'footy'. He'd spied a patch of lawn
that was dry, and had a ball in his car. So we spent about an hour playing
soccer together - me and Andy against Duke and Jacob. Later we we got some
icecream and sat watching the river
some more. It started to get breezy, and Jacob said "I wish we had a
kite!" Andy winked at me, got up and disappeared. A few minutes later, he
returned with a kite. He'd seen them at a vendor we'd passed. It was an
all-in-one kite that came folded up in a bag. All we had to do was open it
and it was ready to go. Jacob loved it, and spent a good 45 minutes flying
it, as I finished up my second roll of film on him. Just around when Jacob
was tiring of flying the kite, the weather began to look cloudy and the
temperature began to drop rapidly. It was time for us to be getting home
anyway, so I suggested we be on our way. Duke drove us home, and as we
pulled into the driveway, it began drizzling! We said good-bye to Duke and
he said he'd call me later in the week to see about doing something with
Jacob either one evening, or on the weekend.
* * *
It got cold again that night, and we had a couple inches of snow on the
ground when we got up. I made veal parmigiana for our Sunday dinner, which
we ate at noontime. Shortly after dinner, Harry called and invited Jacob
to his house. Andy and I drove him there, then decided to go see a movie.
We went to the theater where Evan worked. He was working the concession
stand. He was busy and couldn't talk, but wondered if we wanted to stop
off at the Bell & Crown after the show, as he got off work about then. We
told him we'd meet him there.
After the movie, Andy and I drove to the Bell & Crown. Evan wasn't there
yet, but our favorite table in back was empty, so we went and sat down.
Sitting next to it against the wall was a large upright piano that had
never been there before. It looked old.
"What's with the piano?" I asked Sophie when she came over to take our
order.
"Oh, George, the owner, just got it. Someone gave it to him. He didn't
know what to do with it, so he put it here! We don't even know if it
works!" she said.
"Why don't you try it out John?" Andy said.
"Andy!" I said.
"Do you play John?" Sophie asked, "I'm certain it would be OK if you wanted
to play it. I think George set it there hoping someone would!"
"SO! Go on!" Andy said.
"Give it a try!" Sophie said, before she bustled off to the bar to get us
our beers.
"Go on! You haven't played much lately. I miss it." Andy said.
The pub wasn't very busy, so smiling, I got up and went to the piano. I
sat down and lifted the keyboard cover and turned to Andy and said "any
requests?"
Snickering he said, "Just play anything."
I clasped my hands together and cracked my knuckles. Then started to play
a song. I stopped abruptly after a couple measures, as the piano was
obviously horribly out of tune.
"Whoa! That's bad," Andy said.
"I know," I said.
I pulled the front cover back on the piano and looked on the inside walls
on both sides. "Aha!" I said, as I spied the tuning key. I took it out
and spent the next 20 minutes sounding all the notes and tuning each key on
the piano. Evan walked in and came back to the table, just as I finished.
"Oh boy! Entertainment!" he said, grinning.
Sophie came to ask Evan what he would like, and asked if I could play
"Great Balls of Fire" like "Goose" did in "Top Gun". I grinned and started
to play. She was shocked when I launched into it, singing the words and
all - without any music in front of me. When I finished, everyone in the
room applauded, and a couple guys at the bar yelled for more. Evan and
Andy grinned at me.
Evan said "Seems they like you! Give us some more!"
I played another couple songs, and was going to quit, but everyone hollered
that I should keep on playing, so I took a 10 minute break to have a beer
and some "doughed bangers", then went back to the piano. By the end of the
afternoon, I had a few people hanging over my shoulders, all singing along
as I played.
When I'd finally quit, as it was time for us to get going, George, the
owner, came over. He picked up our check, stepped over to the fire and
tossed it in, saying "It's on me lads. I really enjoyed your playing! You
feel free to come play anytime you want!" Grinning, I thanked him. He
smiled and went back to the bar. I left a tip on the table for Sophie, and
we left.
* * *
Of course we stopped off in the men's room on our way out. I let Andy and
Evan pee together first this time. Evan apparently thought he'd be a smart
ass this time. He winked at me as he stepped up to the urinal trough.
Andy had already pulled out his penis and was peeing. As Evan began
unzipping his fly, he leaned forward and made a point of staring down at
Andy's penis.
"Damn Andy! You've got a huge one!" he said, "And look at it, I swear it's
starting to get hard!"
Andy never missed a beat. He finished peeing, shook off, then turned
toward Evan and said, "Sorry Ev, but that's just it's normal size. If
you'd like to see it get hard though, be my guest!" And he thrust his
pelvis toward Evan, with his penis hanging out of his fly yet!
"UHhhh, Never mind!" Evan said, turning beet red.
I, of course, got hysterical laughing. Snickering Andy put his penis away
and stepped over to the sink.
I stepped up to the urinal next to Evan and pulled out my penis and began
peeing, as Evan was finishing up. As I peed, I leaned left and rubbed my
upper arm against Evan's shoulder, and said, "I'll let you make mine get
big in a minute if you want!"
"Aaacckk! Not YOU too?" Evan cried, in mock horror, as he quickly stowed
his penis and stepped away from the urinal. "Just a couple o' arseholes if
ya ask me!" he muttered.
Andy was almost in tears he was laughing so hard.
I finished up and washed my hands then too. Then, still laughing, we left.
* * *
As we approached my car, I saw something stuck under the windshield wiper
on my car. From a distance it looked like a page from a magazine. When we
reached the car we found it was a page ripped out of a gay porn magazine,
showing two guys fucking. Someone had written 'Faggots' across the page.
"Who could've put that on our windshield?" Andy asked.
"One guess!" I said, glowering at the magazine page.
"Here though?" Andy asked.
"I thought I saw him here a couple times," I said.
Evan was silent, but I could see he was visibly upset. He looked down the
road toward his car and said "Looks like I got one too!" He sprinted over
to his car, and was back a minute later with a similar page in his hand,
which also had 'Faggots' scrawled across it. "Looks like Devon's writing
too!" he said.
We both folded the pages up and stuffed them in our pockets. Then we said
good-night and agreed to meet during lunch at school the next day. Andy
and I drove to Harry's house then to pick Jacob up.
* * *
The next morning in school, Jacob ran up to me in the hallway, as I was
changing classes. He looked upset. I asked him what was wrong.
"This," he said, and he shoved a folded up page from a magazine into my
hand.
I turned toward the wall and opened it. It was a third page from the same
gay porn magazine. On it was scrawled 'They look like you and your Fag
brother!'
I looked up at Jacob and said, "Where'd you get this?"
"It was in my locker! Harry got one too!" he said.
"I'll take care of it," I said, "you go on to class. Tell Harry I'm
handling it. And don't talk about it to anyone!"
Jacob nodded and walked off to his next class. Instead of going to my next
class, I started walking up and down the hallways. Just as I was about to
give up and go to class, I spied Devon Lankford lurking at the end of the
hallway by the door to the parking lot. Smiling grimly, I headed down the
hall. Before I reached him, Devon looked up and saw me. He smirked at
first when he saw me, but his smirk faded, and he began to look scared as I
headed straight for him, a look of fury on my face. He tried to leave, but
he couldn't get around me. He didn't run out into the parking lot, as it
was pouring rain, and he'd also get locked out of the building, as the
doors were locked on the outside.
I grabbed Evan by his shirt and slammed him into the lockers. He winced as
his head smashed into the metal.
I shoved the porn magazine page under his nose and snarled at him "If
anybody's a faggot - it's YOU! You EVER go near my brother or Harry again,
and I'll personally fracture every bone in your body! Furthermore - you
stay the fuck away from me, Andy and Evan as well! Stop pulling all your
little baby pranks! You don't stop, you'll pay! Do you understand?"
He just looked at me, saying nothing.
"I said, do you understand?" I growled, a little louder.
Devon didn't say anything. He just looked at me, with a mixture of fear
and hatred in his eyes. Then he tried to spit in my face. I slammed him
back and forth into the lockers a couple more times really hard. Then I
leaned into his face and pressed my wrist against his throat.
As he was choking I hissed "You come near any of us, or fuck with any of us
again - and you're DEAD!"
Then I pulled him away from the lockers and shoved him out the door into
the parking lot and pulled the door shut. Through the window in the door I
could see him standing in the rain swallowing repeatedly, clutching his
throat. I glowered at him a minute, then turned and went to class. I was
late, but I didn't care. The teacher gave me a warning, as it was the
first time I'd ever been late to his class.
* * *
The next couple of days passed rather uneventfully. The pranks stopped,
and we only saw Devon a couple times in the hallway. I began to feel
somewhat confident that maybe I'd taken care of the problem with Devon. I
only hoped it wasn't a false sense of security I was feeling.
* * *
Andy made a new friend in one of his classes. A new guy named Terry, who'd
only been at our school about a month. I was rather surprised when Terry
struck up a friendship with Andy, as he was usually always in some kind of
trouble or another. I figured he was using Andy to get help with his class
work. Andy brought him to our lunch table one day. He just ate quietly.
I noticed he kept looking at me though. I couldn't pinpoint why, but
instinctively, I didn't like him. I asked Evan about him, but he didn't
know him very well, although he too got bad vibes from him. Andy on the
other hand was happy to have a new friend he'd made on his own, and the two
of them began hanging out together at school, since they had a couple
classes together.
Friday at lunch, Terry asked Andy if he'd like to go to a pub named
'Jerusalem' on Rathbone Street after school. It had a basement bar that
was supposed to be "THE" place to go. Andy said he'd love to, but that he
had a dentist's appointment he had to go to first. He said he could walk
to Jerusalem from the dentist's. He was having his last permanent cap
glued on from when he'd had his tooth knocked out. Terry told him they
could meet there. They agreed to meet at 5:30 at the downstairs bar. Andy
turned to me and Evan and invited us to join them. I thought I saw Terry
scowl slightly, but he smiled at Andy and told him it would be fine if we
joined them, when Andy asked him.
Evan and I had plans to go take some things to his father that afternoon.
We conferred and decided we'd probably be able to get to Jerusalem by 6:00
at the latest, so we said we'd meet them there by 6:00. The bell rang then
and we didn't have time to talk anymore. As we left the cafeteria, Andy
said he'd meet us later at the pub. I asked if he didn't need a ride to
the dentist. He said Laney had to go to work after school, and she was
dropping him there on her way, after she dropped the boys at her house.
* * *
I met Evan at his locker after school. We agreed to drive to our house and
drop my car off, then I'd ride with Evan, since his trunk was full of old
clothes, food, and supplies we'd gathered up for his dad and the other
homeless people down by the river. Evan's community service had ended a
few weeks earlier, but since then, he'd gone down to the place his dad
lived about once a week and taken him food and things. I had volunteered
to go along this time, and had gathered up a bunch of food and supplies,
and some used clothes to take along. Evan followed me to our house, and I
parked in the driveway, then hopped into Evan's car, and we headed down to
the Thames.
I had Evan stop at a McDonalds and I bought a couple bags of cheeseburgers
and a couple bags of fries. I got about two dozen of each.
As we drove along again, I asked Evan, "Have you let your father know
you're his son yet?"
"NO! And please don't say anything!" he said.
"OK," I said, "Any reason you're not telling him?"
"I can't," Evan said, "at least not yet."
We rode the rest of the way in silence, as I could see Evan was consumed
with his own thoughts. We parked in the nearby parking lot, and unloaded
the trunk. Together, we were just able to carry everything we had to give
the people. As we trudged across the muddy field, carrying the armloads of
things, the indigents all watched us apprehensively as we approached them.
There were about 18-20 of them there at the time. Among them was Evan's
father. He looked curiously at us and came over to us.
"I-I remember you!" he said, with a slight slur. "Y-you took that b-blond
kid w-with you!"
"Yeah, he was a friend of mine. He's all better now, and lives with me," I
said.
Evan's father smiled then. I noticed he was staring at Evan. We told him
to call his friends over, which he did. They came over rather leerily.
Then we told them we'd brought them some things. They all looked
bewildered. I handed out the cheeseburgers and fries, which they all
grabbed greedily and began inhaling hungrily. Then we opened the boxes up
and distributed some toiletries to them. Lastly, we doled out the clothing
we had to those we thought the clothes would fit on. We made sure Evan's
dad got a nice new sweater Evan had picked out and bought especially for
him. I noticed he hadn't taken his eyes off Evan.
When we'd given everything out, the poor people stood around grinning
rather dopily at us. They couldn't believe their good luck. A couple of
them had tears in their eyes, as they thanked us. We told them we'd see
them again soon, and left. Evan's father was the last one still watching
us as we got back across the field to Evan's car.
"I think he realizes you're someone special to him," I said, as we looked
across the field at him and waved. He waved back at us, then turned and
rejoined the others.
We got in the car, and I saw Evan was rubbing his eyes. I squeezed his
shoulder and said "You did a great thing today!"
"I just wish I knew what else I could do to help him," Evan said as he
started the car.
"Well, let's make it our project to come up with some way of helping him,"
I said, as Evan turned out of the parking lot, and headed in the direction
of Rathbone Street.
"You're a great friend John!" he said, smiling at me.
* * *
"Good timing!" I said as we pulled into a parking spot just down the street
from Jerusalem. The dashboard clock said 5:45.
We got out and walked over to the pub, and went in. Before we went
downstairs, we scanned the bar room on the main floor, as neither of us had
been there before. It was a nice place, with a moderate crowd. I looked
quickly for Andy and Terry, in case they'd stayed upstairs, but they
weren't there, so we went downstairs.
We walked through the place twice, and never saw Andy or Terry. It was
almost 6:00. I'd recently gotten mobile phones for all of us, so I tried
to call Andy on his, but he didn't pick up, I just got voice-mail.
"I don't like this!" I said to Evan, as I headed back up to the main floor.
We walked through the room once more, but didn't find them. I headed for
the door, with Evan on my heels.
Except for the streetlights and neon signs, it was dark outside as we
emerged from the pub. On the street, I pulled out my cell phone and tried
Andy's number again. As I heard it ringing in my ear, I also I heard the
distinctive ring of his phone ringing somewhere nearby. Just then Evan
grabbed my arm and pointed to the side of the building. Walking out of the
mouth of an alleyway between Jerusalem and the next building were Terry and
Devon Lankford! They both looked nervous.
"NO!" I said, as my heart constricted.
Swiftly I sprinted toward them. As, they looked up and saw me running
toward them, they both froze for an instant. Then they both turned and ran
back into the alley. I ran after them. As I entered the alley, I heard
Andy's cell phone ringing louder. Several yards down the alley, I saw the
blue light from a cell phone lying on the ground. Next to it lay a
motionless body. My mind began reeling as I ran up and saw it was Andy.
He was lying motionless on the ground, his cell phone lay next to his hand,
still ringing. Even in the dim light, I could see he'd been badly beaten,
and was bleeding. Then I saw the handle of a knife sticking up out of the
left side of his abdomen.
"NNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I screamed sinking to my knees next to
him, as Evan ran up behind me...
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The next chapter in this series will be published shortly.